But he said, “Because I feel sorry for you.
That’s how screwed up you are, I thought. Your idea of adulthood still comes from picturebooks.
I like the name. Like in Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Audrey Hepburn’s cat was named Cat.’ We
At that exact moment, 6-0-0, the sun climbed over the skyline of oaks, revealing its full summer angry-god self. Its reection ared across the river toward our house, a long, blaring nger aimed at me through our frail bedroom curtains. Accusing: You have been seen. You will be seen.
What can I say about a man who knows how I think and still sleeps next to me with the lights off?
Because every morning you have to wake up and be you.
Nonono, Nick,’ Gilpin interrupted. He pulled a chair up to the table and sat on it backward. I wondered if cops actually did that. Or did some clever actor do that, and then cops began doing it because they’d seen the actors playing cops do that and it looked cool?
And it’s so far beyond fine that you know you can never go back to fine.
She defines and eliminates problems. She’s practical in an evil way.
That’s the way plants down here work: The Mexicans get the shittiest, most dangerous jobs, and the whites still complain.